The Path is not Always What You Think it IS

This was taken from the highway I was driving on to get to the OBOD East Coast Gathering in 2012.  I have no idea where exactly this is, but the weekend included my initiation to the Ovate Grade.  My life changed pretty dramatically, and five years later, I will say, for the most part, I am pretty content. The path did not go anywhere I thought it would.

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